Oversættelse: Willie D. Spil Witcha Mama.
to sleep tonight You should know that I'm a be trying to fuck your mama [Verse 2:] Now you can get mad, ho But you the one had me taking her to play
food, Willie Help yourself when you get into the mood" I marked on the paper As my man slammed bones on the domino table The women played cards And the children were playing
then a nigga gotta hurt her Bitches die too my recipe for a murder [Willie D] My recipe for a murder is simple Fuck with Will and get one to your temple
from the get That her pussy ain't no more important than your dick Cause I had this hoe the other night, bro Yo, peep the scenario She tried to take Willie D
We can take this shit to the morgue You got homeboys, we got homeboys [CHORUS x4] Clock em, glock em Drop em, Stop em [Willie D] Don't blame me for
you show me how good it can be Lay it all on me, I want you to Throat, throat, throat, throat on [x4] [Verse 1: Willie D] What's my name? (Willie D)
(feat. Sho) [Verse 1: Willie D] As I roll through the motherfucking inner city 27 years and the block still looks shitty The mayor put his picture
this? You new here, ain't you brother? [Willie D:] Yep [Pastor:] Well welcome to Mount Paid in Full God sure is good, ain't he? [Willie D:] Sure is
the drama You want to play with somebody play witcha mama [Ice Cube] Play witcha mama, punk Play witcha mama, hoe Play witcha mama, punk Play witcha mama, hoe Willie D